Chapter 11:

Aurora Pov

"The hour is upon us Harold." I whispered to Harry, whose face was ghosted white. Harry rolled his eyes and nodded nervously. In about five minutes Harry would be out on the Quidditch Field, and he was terribly nervous. "Oh Harry." I groaned, because he was being ridiculous! "Harry I've seen you play! You're a pro, you'll be fine." I kissed his cheek just to prove it. "I believe in you." And then I left, leaving Harry redder then he's ever been and dumb struck in the Great Hall. I wish I hadn't left, because then I wouldn't have run into these two idiots. "Hi." I waved at Draco's friends, Crabbe and Goyle. I've seen them around my father's castle, but I've never really talked to them. Too loud for my taste, I believe. "Hi, hey your one of Draco's girlfriends right?" The biggest one spoke to me. Huh? Oh my god! I swear if Draco has been telling the Slytherin students that I'm his girlfriend, and then there is going to be one less Slytherin in Hogwarts! "No! I'm his friend. Are you his girlfriend?" I snapped back at Goyle. They both laughed at that. "Funny, but-" I never really heard what he was going to say next because Professor Snape interfered.

"What is going on?" He popped. I chuckled under my breath. The way he talks is pretty funny. "Is there something funny going on? Miss Riddle?" He should talk. "No Professor Snape, I was just leaving." He grumbled and steered Crabbe and Goyle back to the Grand Hall. Finally, he annoys me. Oh here she is. "Hermione wait for me." I called after her retreating figure. "Aurora," She said when I caught up with her. "Malfoy's looking for you. Should we head out to the Quidditch pitch?" Hermione grumbled at me. What's her problem? "Yeah, game's about to start anyway." As we walked to the Quidditch pitch, I noted that Hermione was acting really moody. "Is something wrong Hermione? You seem really off-" Hermione shook her head of hair back and gave me a nasty look. "I'm fine Aurora." By now there was a crowd, because the whole school was shuffling into the yards. Up ahead, Malfoy winked at me. Hermione was not pleased. "Listen I'm not in the mood. I'll see you later." Then she left, leaving me dumbstruck. "Well that wasn't pleasant." I muttered to myself under my breath. I stopped in my tracks, causing many students behind me to protest. Whatever! Of course, it's the only reason! Hermione is jealous! Jeez I really am not looking forward to her reaction when she finds out Draco and I kissed. I was forced to move when someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Move it." She hissed. Whatever. I continued walking along the path with everyone else, because I was really excited to see Harry play.

Fifteen minutes later, the Quidditch match had started, and just like I've predicted Harry had been great. He was a total natural; even I wasn't as good as him. Roxanne could be seen pouting at his skills as grumbling into her jacket a few seats down. Ron, who was sitting next to me, kept me from leaning to far over the seat and falling into the yard, again. I almost screamed when Marcus Flint, a rather, large Slytherin, slammed violently into Harry's broom. "Foul!" I screamed, while Hagrid attempted to calm me down. "Now listen. Screaming isn't going to do anything." Glaring violently at my shoes, I kept a brave face on while Harry gained his bearings. Over on the other side of the Quidditch field, a teacher in the stands caught my eyes. It was Professor Quirrell, and he didn't look happy, but he was doing some weird mouthing to his shoulder. Ugh, that's just creepy. "Hermione." I said, but she ignored me and kept her ignorant stand on Ron's other side. Twit. "Hey, what's happening?" Ron wondered aloud, and we all looked up at Harry. Who wasn't doing very well now? He was bucking on his broom back and forth. If I didn't know better, I'd say he's lost control. But that's impossible. "Hermione, what do you think is wrong." I snapped at the soft red head two spaces away from me. She shook her head back and forth and we all eyed Harry worriedly. "I hope Harry knows what he's doing." Hagrid said to himself, unsure of it even as he spoke.

"Did something happen to his broom when Flint hit it." Seamus whispered to us, one of the first years in our house. "Can't be. It'll take really powerful dark magic to jinx a nimbus like that. And it's got to be advanced too." Hagrid's told us. "Hagrid let me see your binoculars. " Hermione snapped, and grabbed them off of Hagrid seat. But instead of looking at Harry, she instead chose to look at the crowd." Hum. "Hey, anything interesting in the-" But before I could tease her, Hermione yanked the binoculars off of her face and gasped. "I knew it! Snape look!" Hermione handed me the binoculars and I narrowed in on Snape. He was staring up at Harry with a transfixed expression on his face, and he was muttering under his breath, all the while never breaking eye contact. Uh oh. Passing the pair to Ron I tried to catch my breath. "Ron its Snape. He's jinxing Harry's broomstick." Ron growled when he passed the binoculars back to Hagrid. "What do we do about it?" Ron shook his head. "Leave it to me." She said. And then ran as fast as she could off into the stands. Not really interested on what she would be up to, I snuck a glance up at Harry and nearly fainted. Harry's broom was bucking and swinging so badly, he was half falling of it. Poor Neville had taken to sobbing into Hagrid's coat. I chose to do the same but with Ron's shoulder. Oh poor Harry.

But then, as if a switch was flipped, the broom stopped shaking. Harry was able to climb back onto his broom. Yay! Harry shook his head and cleared his head. Then to my shock, rode on as nothing had just. The Slytherin's in the stands booed as he flew pass. Something tells me they wanted a good show. Something tells me they won't get one. Losers, but everyone else was pretty much fine. Harry looked so determined up there, his eyes raking the sky and the stadium for a flash of gold. "You can look now Neville." Ron snapped happily at the sad Neville, who sobered up once he realized Harry was safe. "Hagrid, what do we do? Snape was-" But Hagrid didn't want to hear what we said about Snape. He truly refused to accept the fact that one of the people Dumbledore trusted, tried to kill Harry. "Now Snape is a teacher. I know for a fact that he wasn't the one who was doing it." Hermione, who had just gotten back to the stands, was panting. "What did you do?" I asked her, for she surely looked pleased with herself. "Just a simple fire spell. Look, I think Harry's found the snitch!" Hermione shrieked, and my attention was brought back to Harry. He was flying at top speed towards the ground. A cold and rude voice broke my concentration on Harry's form. "Look Weasley, Potter's obviously found some money on the ground." Draco's cool and rude words had gotten to Ron, and to me also. But before either of us could tell him off, a deep, booming bark ran throughout our part of the stands. Ms. Lily was bounding through the seats towards Malfoy. Uh uh. "Draco, who had realized by now who was her choice of target, had retreated as far as he could without looking like a pansy. "Call him off." Draco said to me. Ms. Lily had slowed down, but now she was circling him. "Ooooh! I don't think so. Mr. Malfoy I think you deserve a punishment for those choice of bad words." I crowned to him but turned my attention back to Harry when the crowd went wild. Harry has… caught the snitch? Oh my god! He's caught the snitch. Everyone cheered and screamed and in all the excitement, I pointed my wand in the air, and put his name in bright gold fireworks.

Looking over my shoulder, I noticed Professor McGonagall trying to pull an over excited Ms. Lily off of Draco's (now freshly covered in wolf slobber ) body. Realizing what this turn of events meant, I threw myself off my seat, and practically flung myself down the stairs. To Harry's surprise, I threw myself on top of him, his relieved state turning into shock as he hit the ground. With me sitting on top of his chest, I stared down at his face. Just a few nights ago, I swear I've dreamt of this moment before. Our eyes locked, and whatever had been funny a few seconds ago changed to seriousness in a matter of seconds. Silver orbs melted into green, for the shortest second. I felt myself lean down. We were in our own little moment. Well that moment ended very quickly. Two large paws pinned me down two feet away from Harry's shell shocked body. Everyone around us, oblivious to the private moment we had just been having, laughed at my struggle with the terrific Ms. Lily. "Get off." I tried to push her off, but hey I stood no match against a werewolf. Even if I was the demon spawn to one of the most evil sorcerers in my world. Ha, isn't that the truth. Ms. Lily had been licking my cheeks and face so much; my makeup had begun to run. "Harry! Help me. Oh my goodness why didn't I spring for waterproof?" I squealed again when one of her claws lightly scraped my shoulder. Okay that didn't hurt too badly! Twenty minutes, a new outfit, a shower, and torments from the Slytherin's about how my makeup made me look like a crow later, I was back in the main hall. "Hey Harry." I called and wrapped an arm around his soft neck. Leaning on his shoulder, I stole a piece of toast from his plate. I was starving. Ms. Lily had been by my side all day today! Finally, I took her to Hagrid's so she and Fang could play for a while. They were really excited to see each other thought, happy freaking mutts.

"Hey Aurora," Harry yawned when the side of his head rested with the top of mine. "Are you really tired?" I yawned back, munching on some toast. I was too. "Yeah, I am. But I'll be fine. Hey, before we go bed, would you like to take a walk with me please?" Throwing another arm around his neck, I ignored the wolf whistles I was getting from all the other tables. "Sure Potter. Hey, if you don't have a place in mind, I know this great place on the seventh floor, should we go there?" It was the called the Room of Requirement. Not many people know about it, but before we came to Hogwarts, daddy told me of the many time's he's used the room. When I was younger, Daddy used to tell me of his times at Hogwarts. Of course, I'm sure that a lot of people have used the room but not noticed it was actually a charmed room before. "Harry pulled back and looked at me with a beautiful smile. For a moment, I was blinded. But gaining my bearings just in time, I heard him say, "Sure, we'll go after dinner." We stopped talking, because at that moment, Ron and Hermione had joined us at the table. Perching myself among Harry's shoulder again, I tuned myself out so I can catch a little shut eye. No idea why but, in the last hour, I've seem to become so overly tired. But eventually, after filling myself up, I tapped Harry's hand shoulder secretly and whispered in his ear. "Come on." We bid Ron and Hermione good night and left the common room. I haven't seen Roxanne lately, but I think she's said something about hanging out with Neville.

On our way to the seventh floor, we passed Roxanne. She followed behind us at a slow pace. Is she… crying? "Roxanne? Are you crying?" Pulling Harry to a stop, we turned to face Roxanne, but she had a smile on her face. "Oh my dear sister! You know, I don't know about me, but you've finally found that one true person who'll sweep you off your feet-" Roxanne couldn't talk anymore because she was overcome by giggles. Picking my bracelet up I threw it at her and smirked when it hit her convulsing head. "Aurora Lestrange Potter! My oh my wouldn't daddy be pleased!" Then she started to run back down the stairs before I could catch her. Huffing I grabbed Harry's hand and walked up and down the hall. "What was that about?" Harry asked me curiously, but he was really nervous though. "Sorry, it's just Roxanne being Roxanne." Assuring Harry, I was elated when the door popped up in front of us. Harry gasped in amazement, but I just smiled. "Come on, before someone else realizes we're gone too." Harry nodded and allowed me to pull him into the room. We looked around, and laughed. Well, I laughed, Harry could only stare as his mind tried to process this beautiful scene. There was a great big rock in the back of the room that was allowing glistening water to pour down itself, into a pool of shining pearl blue water. Near the rock, I could see lavish green leaves and plants on the other side. Draping over the rock was the most beautiful tree I've ever seen. There was a cave far off, but I'm pretty sure we don't have that much time. Taking off, my robe, I decided to swim in my regular every day clothes. Harry's eyes bulged when he saw what I was doing.

"What? Why are you?" Come on Harry!

"Come on Harry lets go swimming. I want to have fun and while we're doing it you can talk to me. You know." Then without further ado, I jumped into the crystal blue water and sunk myself to the bottom. At the bottom, a cute little gold fish swam by my head. I would have stayed down longer, but Harry had plunged into the lake and pulled me up. "Are you okay?" He asked frantically. Rolling my eyes, I drifted on my back next to him. "Yes Harry I'm fine. So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked Harry, whom, despite the cool water we were sitting in, was now blushing like crazy again. "Harry! Come on I don't have all day! Sooner or later 'Mione is going to realize that I'm not in my bed snogging you senseless! And I don't want to face her when she starts to think that I'm missing or something!" Of course, I was joking, but Harry turned away from me so he could hide his red face. Sucker. "Snogging me senseless?" Harry said, more to himself than me." Okay, Harry is way too innocent for his own good. Sneaking up behind him I shook my soaked hair back. "Um actually, Hermione tells me that she feels that you and I are kind of like a couple. She told me that we are perfect for each other or something like that. I mean, your cute an all, but…" I stopped because Harry hung his head down. Oh poor kid, I do like him like that but seriously! My daddy would literally kill me! Taking one last look at Harry, a thought occurred to me. Something that I've should have thought of a long time ago! What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Smiling, I pulled Harry around and looked him in the eye. "Harry James Potter? Is there something that you want to tell me?" If he brought me here for what I think he's about to tell me, then I am going to die from happiness! Harry took a deep breath, again, sucker, and finally gained the courage to look me in my eyes.

"Um, Aurora… willyougooutwithme?" Harry rushed out the sentence between his teeth. Aww, he looks so nervous. Also, I hear him loud and clear, I just love to tease him! "Um? What did you say Harry? I didn't hear you?" Batting my eyelashes innocently at him and silently giggling, I put a hand on his shoulder. Oh he's just so cute when he's nervous like that! Taking another deep breath, he tried to clear his head. He looked like he was going to pass out. I think I'll just end this right now, because he's about to pass out. "Harry? Will you go out with me?" Pretending not to notice the look of utter surprise on his face, I felt myself blush unconsciously. "Yes!" Harry said a little too loudly and blushed again. "I mean err, yes of course." Just like I said a minute ago, he's so cute! Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to his in a kiss. It wasn't rough or possessive like Draco, or demanding and angry like Blaise, that one time! But it was… sweet and innocent. Like a baby or, a fresh bloomed flower. Harry's kisses were filled with feeling and ultimately fun. When I pulled away, I ignored the blush that was splattered over my cheeks and talked to him. This isn't a very smart thing for me to do, I know. Like getting used to Harry like this, but the damage is done. He's made his mark, and sealed it with a kiss. Wow! That sounded so deep. Checking the time on my watch, I noticed that we had seven minutes till curfew. Grabbing Harry's hand, I pulled him into Gryffindor tower as fast as I could. It took a while to get all our robes on and dry off but by the time we reached the tower, we only had two minutes left. Harry had grabbed my hand and we separated at our doors. But not before giving each other one last kiss. Man! My dad is going to kill me!